I'm gettin' dressed for the jam about to jump in my Mercedes. Slippin' on my dancin' shoes 'cause I'm a lady of the eighties. It's Friday night, I just got paid, my house is pumpin'.
You got to start me up. Start me up. Start me up. . Come down the S to the A L T. Come down the Luv to the B U G. Come down the Spin to the D A Rella.
When the needle's picked up the volume's kicked up. She's gonna fix up anything that's mixed up. When the record gets cut the crowd is lift up. You might think it is but.
As I was way in the back I noticed that. Salt was rockin' the hell out of some of you cats. Then I decided to slow down the tempo. To let you catch your breath so.
Somebody's knockin' at my door. Yo, yo. Who is it?. Somebody's ringin' my bell. Open the door. I'm comin'. Somebody's knockin' at my door. Let me in please.
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got. Show 'em what ya got. Show-show 'em what ya got. Show 'em what ya got. . Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got. 'Cuz shit is gettin' hot.
As I was way in the back I noticed that. Salt was rockin' the hell out of some of you cats. Then I decided to slow down the tempo to let you catch your breath.
only one (x3). you were so out of my league like i was lost for words i couldnt even begin to speak right. not to mention each night couldnt seem to spark that conversation i kept stalling out just waiting at the green light.
Uh, come on, uh. Come on, uh, yeah. Uh, if ya want some, come and get some. . Chorus (2x):. . Well it's silly of you (To think that I). Would ever take a dive (Can I keep it live).
Take a step in my shoes. You can't held out. No chance. Bass up I don't give a fucken damn. I did it on my own. I don't need those hands. Beetchya mouth You gone lose those man.
Ah, ah, ah, ah .... not. . Don't want no short dick man. Don't want no short dick man. Don't want no short dick man. Don't want no short dick man. . Don't don't don't don't don't don't.
I know I cant take one more step towards you, cause all that's waiting is your cry, and don't you know im not your ghost anymore, you lost the love I love the most.
Hey, yeah, I wanna shoop, baby. . Ooh, how you doin', baby?. No, not you. You, the bow-legged one, yeah. What's your name?. Damn, that sounds sexy uh.
Yeah, RIP Kim. . That's alright. That's okay. We take a couple poppers and we get to that gate. Twist up over heaven. Every single day. The days we chilled.
yeah. oh yeah. Sam Adams. MP3. killa. champs league. . Chicks at my table lookin at me all perplexed. Like if you aint interested in me at least give me sex.
We was on a dance floor shakin' our thing. To a funky beat with a go-go swing. Everyone was watching, they stared in shock. Amazed at how Salt and Pepa was rockin the place.
[Hook]. And I'm ok baby, I'm just fine. And I must step back, and close my eyes. I can't see the ground cause I'm so high. I'm so, I'm so, I'm so high.
We was on a dance floor shakin' our thing. To a funky beat with a go-go swing. Everyone was watching, they stared in shock. Amazed at how Salt and Pepa was rockin the place.
(Cause I ain't goin out like a sucka, no way). . I Hate College Remix.. . I hate college but love all the parties,. finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi,.